Faced with an existence like the Laughing Dream God, Ji Liao had no choice but to talk happily.
He has faced life and death situations many times, but this time is different from the past. This time he is in his dream. Apart from him and Xiao Meng Shenjun, there is no third person. At this time, he really can't think of anything. How can one survive in the hands of the Lord Xiao Meng?
Xiaomeng Shenjun was obviously stunned when he heard Ji Liao's scolding. He didn't expect that a mere god-refining cultivator would actually yell at her.
She changed her mind and twitched her red lips, "Okay, okay, you're fine. I haven't heard such words in many years."
"Really? Then just listen more and I'll go to you..."
Anyway, his life was now in someone else's hands, so Ji Liao simply went out of his way and cursed at the Lord Xiao Meng again.
However, it was obvious that Lord Xiaomeng didn't want to hear Ji Liao's scolding. Just when Ji Liao was halfway through his words, Lord Xiaomeng had already flashed in front of Ji Liao, stretched out his hand, and directly held Ji Liao's neck. He lifted Ji Liao into the air.
"Hahaha, continue to scold?" Xiao Meng Shenjun laughed.
The strength of the God of Xiao Meng was so great that Ji Liao was completely unable to breathe as he held his neck, and his face instantly turned into a purple color from the suffocation.
Looking at Ji Liao's appearance, Lord Xiaomeng had a clear look of joy on his face, "Boy, no one has been able to make this Lord angry in many years, but you are different."
Ji Liao did not struggle, his hands and feet dropped down, but his eyes were full of coldness and he looked directly at the Lord Smiling Meng.
The Laughing Dream God moved his hand, and he lifted up the shining Coiled Dragon Golden Spear. Looking at the sharp spear head shining with golden light, the Laughing Dream God said again, "I don't know if this spear head will break your heart. ..what would it feel like?”
"If you want...kill...just kill!" Ji Liao said with great effort.
"Kill! Of course I have to kill! I have been troubled by the root of love for countless years. Except for you, no one can stop me from realizing Hunyuan." Xiaomeng Shenjun said with a smile.
The golden light flashed, and the sharp spear tip moved, stabbing towards Ji Liao who was very close at hand.
At this moment, a golden light suddenly lit up on Ji Liao's cheek. Then, a golden stamen bloomed on Ji Liao's face. Then, the center of the stamen moved and a face twisted. Suddenly, he appeared, but his face was the same as that of Xiao Meng Shenjun. It was Hu Meier.
"Qinggen!" Xiao Meng Shenjun suppressed his smile and drank.
"Xiaomeng, don't even think about killing me!" Hu Meier's voice was sharp, like a ghost from the Nine Netherworld.
Then, without waiting for Ji Liao and Xiaomeng to react, Hu Meier turned into a silver needle-like thorn, shot out from the flower stamen, and shot straight into Xiaomeng Shenjun's eyebrows.
In the final analysis, this love root is just a stray thought of the monk, not something powerful.
However, this love root is soaked in the world of mortals and will never be cut off by monks. Perhaps to other monks, love root is nothing, but to the original monks, love root is like a life gate. existence, you are me, I am you, you know everything about me, I understand your thoughts, we are living together, it is so easy to get rid of it, which is why the root of love can become an obstacle The reason why powerful monks like Xiantian Yuanling attained Hunyuan.
"ah..."
Xiao Meng screamed in pain when the thorn shot into the center of his eyebrows, and threw Ji Liao away, covering his own eyebrows and falling over.
"Xiaomeng, you and I are one, and you want to kill me!"
"Qinggen, you want to fight me to the death!"
"I won't die. I will never die. You can't even try to kill me."
"I have been in Taoism for hundreds of millions of years, how can I let you stop me from attaining Taoism?"
"Come on, come on, come on, hahaha."
The God of Smiling Dreams was in extreme pain, but his pretty face changed into two expressions, and his mouth opened to make two completely different sounds. This was like a reappearance of the scene when the demon boy and Ji Liao merged.
Ji Liao rolled a few times on the golden sand before standing up. He stood up suddenly and looked at Xiao Meng Shenjun who was struggling on the ground.
His pair of cold star-like eyes flickered slightly, and then a light as cold and sharp as a blade burst out from his eyes.
He was born to be bold, and instead of retreating, he advanced and rushed towards the Laughing Dream Lord.
The Laughing Meng Shenjun is entangled in the roots of love at the moment, and now is his only chance to turn defeat into victory. If Xiaomeng suppresses the roots of love, then he will really have no chance at all.
Almost in an instant, Ji Liao was in front of the Lord Xiaomeng, stretched his hands into claws, and grabbed the head of the Lord Xiaomeng.
Ji Liao almost used up all his strength. If he could get a firm grip with this one, Ji Liao would have to catch even the top of a mountain, let alone the head of Lord Xiao Meng.
When the God of Xiao Meng, who was entangled in integrity and love, saw this scene, the pupils on half of her face shrank, and she reacted quickly, "For now, I will give you my body first!"
After saying that, the struggling expression on half of her face disappeared instantly.
Ji Liao's fingertips shimmered with light, and streams of air flow like steel knives shuttled between his fingers.
Just when Ji Liao's palm was only an inch away from the head of the Laughing Dream God, a charming smile suddenly appeared on the face of the Laughing Dream God. The next moment, her illusory figure flashed again, standing before Ji Liao's father-in-law. Xu Wai appeared.
As soon as Ji Liao grasped the opportunity, his eyes suddenly shrank, and his heart skipped a beat.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill Xiaomeng. If he missed it, there would be no way for him to survive.
Ji Liao stood up straight and turned to look at Xiao Meng who was not far away.
At this moment, the expression of Lord Xiao Meng was completely different from that of before. His brows were full of charm. Xiao Meng's already enchanting figure was even more revealing at this moment, showing off his peerless coquettish charm.
"Men are really ruthless. You have killed the slave family once, do you want to kill me a second time? You stinky men." Xiao Meng Shenjun gently stroked the black hair on his forehead and said coquettishly.
Ji Liao's eyes flickered and shook twice, "You...you are Hu Mei'er!"
"Hahaha, you're right." Xiaomengshenjun, who had transformed into Hu Meier, said with a sweet smile, causing a pair of towering peaks on his chest to shake violently.
"When did you plant the roots of love in my body?" Ji Liao asked.
"The Nu family is just a seed. It's not easy for it to take root and sprout." Hu Meier glanced at Ji Liao angrily and added, "Especially for a stinky man like you."
Now that the Laughing Meng Shenjun has been temporarily suppressed by Hu Meier, the Laughing Meng Shenjun has now become the common enemy of Ji Liao and Hu Meier. As the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy is a friend. Ji Liao thought about it and immediately said, "You and I can put aside the past for the time being. Hatred, it’s time to think about how to get rid of Xiaomeng.”
"Young master, you are joking. Xiaomeng is an innate spirit, and the slave family has no body, so it can only be temporarily suppressed, but Xiaomeng will take back the body in a short while." Hu Meier said in a charming voice, and then twisted Fengfeo's body. He walked towards Ji Liao with his hips raised.
Ji Liao narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice, "So, there is no way for Ji and you to survive?"
"Yes, why not?" Hu Mei'er came to Ji Liao's side, raised her hand and flicked Ji Liao's cheek.
Ji Liao was originally a cold person, but when Hu Meier touched her so frivolously, his brows turned into knots, "Then tell me."
"Hehehe, Xiaomeng and I are one and the same. I am the only one who understands Xiaomeng best. It seems that this time I will take advantage of you, a stinky man." Hu Meier said.
"What do you mean?" Ji Liao frowned and asked again.
"I just want to live and become one with you, so it doesn't matter what you and I do." Hu Meier covered her mouth and chuckled, then her body softened and fell directly on Ji Liao, "Hahaha, right now here It's just you and me, why don't you do something happy?"
Even if Ji Liao was being stupid at this time, he understood what Hu Meier wanted to do. He was not interested in the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms at all, so he pushed Hu Meier away and said, "The root of love is the root of love, and he is naturally dissolute. You are still thinking about such dirty things when your life is hanging by a thread."
Hu Mei'er was pushed away by Ji Liao, but she was not angry. She stood firm and looked at Ji Liao with a smile again, "Don't look at it as a dream, but this dream of laughter is close to you in person. Look at this charming person. Don’t you like your body?”
"Hmph, Ji doesn't want to waste time with you. You and I should hurry up and figure out how to get out." Now the only person who can control the situation is Hu Meier in front of him. Ji Liao said slowly to Hu Meier while suppressing his anger.
Hu Meier's face changed when she heard this, "I'm not joking with you. You have to be willing today if you don't want to."
After saying that, she saw Hu Meier pinching a spell in her hand, and a majestic and terrifying aura immediately spread, and the whole world shook in an instant.
Ji Liao's heart tightened again. This aura was so huge that Ji Liao couldn't even imagine it, but it was the aura of an innate Yuanling monk.
Then, Hu Meier's sleeves danced, and a faint halo enveloped her and Ji Liao, enveloping them both.
"Use this method, and the outside world will never wake you up, hahaha." Hu Meier said with a sweet smile again.
Ji Liao frowned and took two steps back. When he reached the edge of the mask, the light in his hand lit up and he smashed it towards the mask.
"Bang!" There was a soft sound.
This light mask seemed to be tangible, but also seemed to be invisible. It shook away the force exerted by Ji Liao.
"Want to run away? The slave family doesn't care what you think. The slave family just wants to live, so I'm going to lend you this stinky man's body, hahaha."
After Hu Mei'er said that, she opened the Taoist robe worn by Xiao Meng Shenjun with one hand, and the snow-white lining was revealed.
Her breasts are half exposed, and her legs are long and slender, half-covered and half-covered, which makes you feel like you are about to burst into flames.
With another movement, the snow-white lining also fell off, and the enchanting body of Xiaomeng Shenjun was clearly revealed in front of Ji Liao.
"Hu Mei'er, please don't mess around." Ji Liao shouted.
"It's already this time, why are you still a gentleman with the slave family?" Hu Meier smiled sweetly, raised her hand to her mouth, puffed her cheeks, and a mist of pink mist spurted out of her mouth.
The powder mist spread and filled the entire mask in an instant.
Ji Liao's mind tightened and he immediately closed off his five senses. However, the pink mist was strange. Even if he opened the protective light curtain, the pink mist still seemed to be in an uninhabited land, penetrating through the skin and seeping into his body. in vivo.
Not long after, Ji Liao's eyes began to blur and his consciousness became blurry. At this time, the blood in his body was boiling and the skin around him became flushed.
Hu Meier slowly walked to Ji Liao's side, raised her hand and caressed Ji Liao's face twice, and smiled sweetly, "It's the fate of a man like you that you are able to get this body."
